Lord Have Mercy

Lord Have Mercy - Schoolboy Q

Written by：Q. Hanley/K. Dean/D. Pearson

Preacher told me don't set trip on a Sunday

Knowing damn well that demo getting played Monday

Lord have mercy

Please heaven's mercy

Lord have mercy

Please heaven's mercy

Na na na na na na na

Never ever ever ever get caught telling on my niggas

I'm a gangbanger deadbeat father and ** dealer

When the money and fame gone tell me who staying with you

Running from God's creation

Shaking these broken hands and meeting with blank faces

Snake eyes keeping my back aching

Dirty habits of rapping and being savage

Still hanging with niggas that can't do nothing but cause damage

Guess I'm being a real ni**a like I'm 'posed to be

But being real never once bought the groceries and

Top told me keep rapping you'll make it hopefully

And hope was all that I needed dreaming myself to work

This working affair was better than bullet holes in my shirt

The demons hate when you make it and stay alive

They'd rather see me down under than see me fly

Lord have mercy

Lord have mercy

Please heaven's mercy

Lord have mercy mercy

Please heaven's mercy

They say I was a wanted man a wanted man

Running with my gun in hand gun in hand

They don't wanna see the wanted man the wanted man

Coming through with the gun in hand the gun in hand

Damn

Lord have mercy